ana

use. Every shadow seemed to mock me, every creak of the floorboards announcing my shame. All I wanted was to reach

yer, my breath held tight in

all night? Julian has been

weet as poison, cut

She stood there, immaculate in a silk morning robe, a picture of innocence

erate. Then, she made a show of sniffing the air a

st loud enough to carry. "What is that sme

y father, Arthur, my stepmother, Rebecca, and my fiancé, Jul

revulsion. He strode towards me, his blue eyes, which onc

ould see the calculations in his eyes-the alliance wit

I pleaded, my voice thin an

ing with fake sorrow as she turned to my fiancé.

sence was a contamination. He stared at the man's shirt I w

Isabelle's arm, her gaze cold and assessing as it fell on me. "Arthur," she sai

Adriana, she actually has a wolf. She can stand beside Julian as a proper Luna, no

amily kept tucked behind closed doors, the flaw they dressed up with expensive gowns and

a continued smoothly. "She will join w

ger was instantly replaced by cold, hard st

yal. They were trading me away, right in front o

Isabelle, at her "purity," at the wolf blood I would n

mth. "As for Adriana... while she has been soiled, the scent on

he final blow. "The Alpha of the Montgomery Pack has been seeking a mate. He ma

a Montgomery would be... a productive use of a wasted ass

k horror stories. A man said to be over sixty, a cruel tyrant whose wolf was s

d, the word catc

I screamed, my voice raw with anguish. I pointed a t

mother, a triumphant s

was only the cold calculation of a Pack Alpha weighing his assets.

al was

had just sold

ilent hatred forming in the ruins of my heart. I would n